I Just Want To Be Self-reliant

   Chapter 932 You Are A Devil

  Song Xuanjian and Song Fuzhen both felt that Zhao Dezhu’s focus was peculiar.

  Because Zhao Dezhu actually said, "Or, please go to China with me for development."

  He completely jumped out of the conventional way, so that the rich father and daughter could not figure out the way.

Zhao Dezhu himself felt that it was commonplace: “Don’t look down on people, no matter how advanced technology and advanced equipment are, they are ultimately driven by people. Marriage was originally a great thing for your family. If you make such a mess, your own problems dominate."

  Uh, I’m afraid Song Xuanjian hasn’t heard anyone daring to be so old-fashioned to point in front of him for many years.

  Even if he wants to kneel and lick, he is also a high-level boss for European and American countries.

  Zhao Dezhu is still so young.

  Already laughed with anger, what qualifications do you have to speak like this in front of old rivers and lakes like me.

  But I heard the daughter next to me cleverly: "I reflected on it, and there is indeed a great responsibility on me, blindly believe in love, and did not consider that the huge difference in social status will bring greater pressure..."

Zhao Dezhu single-handedly opened the British tie to ease the neckline: "Just say that I am in this suit. You think this is worthy of your family's pomp, but in my opinion, you can taste the freshness. Every day is like this. It's annoying, I believe. You reform him more."

  Song Fuzhen turned his head to look at his father, with an unprecedented look in his eyes.

  Song Xuanjian understands that it is a questioning. In Nanli, who is extremely patriarchal, he never saw his daughter have such a look in the past.

  Because everyone in their family knew that Zhao Dezhu was wrong. After the bodyguard son-in-law entered the door, it was Song Xuanjian who asked for full reform!

  Sent to Citigroup to study at university, and to the vice president of the subordinate group, all in order to transform his son-in-law into the superior person he identified.

   Zhao Dezhu dared to say that he was wrong!

  It's not a work thing anyway. Song Xuanjian, who has always been deep in the city, finally said in a deep anger: "This is our family affair, you have no right to judge!"

The driver was pleased: "If you say it nicely, you will be happy to listen to what is good for the development of the enterprise. If you are uncomfortable with your housework, you have no right to judge. You are called double standard, double standard! You know? "

  Song Xuanjian looked at his daughter’s expression, and he clearly recognized the sentence and was even more angry: "Fart!"

  I was trembling with anger!

   Once again in high authority, he is also nearly seventy years old.

  Song Fuzhen quickly eased, and helped his father to scold Zhao Dezhu: "You just shut up, OK!"

  As everyone knows, it is her kind of protection that makes his father even more angry.

  In front of her daughter, Song Xuanjian is still a father after all.

Zhao Dezhu didn’t accept it, but he was even more energetic: "Look, he’s anxious, anxious, Lao Song, you may be good at doing business. Regardless of family issues, Miss Song’s situation is not doing well, right? , I’m proposing a solution, you know, it’s called hooligans if you only scold your mother and won’t solve the problem."

   Song Xuanjian panted: "You, how do you solve it?!"

Zhao Dezhu relaxed: "I don’t have much culture. This son-in-law is not well-cultured. You have to force people to do this and that, and you can’t lose the face of your Song family. It’s better to go to mine and set up a company cooperation site. There is not much pressure to let him take charge of anything."

  Song Xuanjian sniffed: "Pressure, who is not stressed?"

  Zhao Dezhu actually responded: “Pressure is like salt. A little bit can be seasoned and it's beautiful. If you put too much, it will ruin everything!”

  Song Xuanjian, who is rarely confronted by people face to face, easily fell in the fight of tongue: "You speak lightly!"

Zhao Dezhu has already followed the convoy in front of him into a large green and deep house compound, and softened his guilty conscience: "It’s not easy for me to do business today. Microsoft, Guge, and Apple are jumping across each other, Miss Song’s marriage It’s already a mess. I’m proposing a solution. You can find any project to cooperate with me. I will take him to Southwest China and let him live a happy life without making trouble. It’s your own if you don’t get divorced. Things, at least they won’t be stared at jokes, maybe he will be able to do something."

  Song Fuzhen is still firm: "I have completely disappointed and gave up on this marriage, I am definitely going to divorce!"

  Zhao Dezhu pulled the encirclement in a persuasive way: "That's your business. As a friend, I still think that your current divorce method is simply killing 300 enemies and hurting yourself 250."

  Now I can’t understand Zhao Dezhu’s ridicule even with the Level 3 Chinese Application Certificate.

  Song Xuanjian still thought it was a good thing, and his face was slightly stunned: "What is the cooperation?"

  Zhao Dezhu was very happy, and such a big circle finally came to the shore: "It's all right, e-commerce, social networking, mobile phones, chips, semiconductors... these projects are all we have a common market."

  He also deliberately put chips and semiconductors behind.

  I want to bully someone in their 60s or 70s. They can’t keep up with their thinking.

  Who knew that Zhao Dezhu completely underestimated Nanli’s business status based on his dad’s IQ level from when he was a rent collector to now under fifty.

  Song Xuanjian immediately noticed these extraordinary industry lifelines: "Do you want to cooperate with us on chips?"

   And immediately entered the president mode: "Do you have any plans for the semiconductor industry?!"

  Zhao Dezhu's heart is full, damned, afraid!

  These old rivers and lakes, all the top players are not for nothing.

  What kind of tricks are you playing with this kind of thing.

  Fortunately, as he sits in front of him as the driver, the flustered expression on his face will not be seen.

  Better when the convoy arrives, the driver of the preceding vehicle has come down and waited on the side of the road to signal to pull over.

   Only when Zhao Dezhu had a chance to relax, he wiped his face vigorously to become calm.

   Song Xuanjian who got out of the car had no father elements, and stared at Zhao Dezhu as if his eyes were substantial: "Is this the reason why you are close to Fuzhen?"

  Zhao Dezhu can only smile: "You say yes."

  This instead made Song Fuzhen pluck up the courage to help: "I decided to go to China temporarily, and I didn't even notify the group. Dad, I think this is a good solution, otherwise it will be difficult to get custody of the child."

  The main thing is to stop the car and come to the door of the mansion. A long line of people has appeared, led by an old lady wearing a high-waisted ethnic aunt’s skirt, welcoming the family boss back.

  Everyone's eyes are also focused on Zhao Dezhu.

  I saw news, gossip, magazines, and photos of the Samsung Princess and the young man holding hands on various channels since I got up in the morning.

  The big family here is shocked to the extreme.

  Never heard of the intersection between the calm Song Fuzhen and other men.

  How did it progress so fast.

  And the other party is still such a famous young Chinese rich man.

  Hundreds of billions of dollars worth of value there, it is absolutely impossible to appear arrogant and respectful.

  Zhao Dezhu heard that Song Fuzhen introduced him one by one, from his mother to three aunts and six wives, sister-in-law and younger sister, brother-in-law, oh, her brother who was appointed to succeed him was not there.

  This guy smiled and nodded, but then saw his bodyguard hurriedly following him, holding a standard gift of several colors in his hand.

  Two bottles of foreign wine and a few boxes of pastry mountain ginseng.

  When he handed it to the boss, he whispered that it was Director Ning who asked him to buy it and give it to him. The courtesy must not be less.

  Oh oh oh, how can I understand this in the second generation.

  He didn’t even understand the style of the Nanli chaebol family. Song Fuzhen accompanied him to introduce the mansion.

  偌The large courtyard is similar to the Gusu Garden. Large and small buildings are scattered among the green pines and cypresses and various rockery, gardening, and ponds.

   covers a large area.

  Song Fuzhen pointed to a small building in the distance: “That’s where I lived at home before. I haven’t come back since I got married. I have been fantasizing that my marriage can be maintained and changed. Now I finally abandon all my illusions.”

  Zhao Dezhu covered his mouth and whispered: "Have you ever thought of turning this all into your home?"

  Song Fu really took a deep look at him: "I found that you are not that simple. This is always my home, my parents and my relatives."

Zhao Dezhu Haha: "Then you can't have the slightest ability. As long as you perform slightly better, people will wonder if you want to seize power, and then try their best to suppress your performance, especially if he does something wrong and really goes to jail. I'm afraid you won't want to be the boss anymore."

  Song Fu really cursed, "You are such a devil!"

  Zhao Dezhu ruthlessly hehe: "You don't have this idea yourself, no matter how others hook up, it's useless."

  Song Fu really took a deep breath, but decided to relax: "Fuck!"

  After lying in the trough several times, she calmed down and returned to the appearance of the dignified and cold princess, and signaled Zhao Dezhu to return to a living room by the garden with her.

  Wooden gallery with traditional classical style, facing a beautiful lotus pond.

  Song Xuanjian had changed into loose national clothes, and came over and sat down cross-legged like pajamas.

  There is a servant serving tea, Zhao Dezhu thinks of his tea-making sister. He had known this kind of scene, so he should have brought it to show off.

  Playing with these things, you only have a few dishes in the universe, so just drink it like this.

   But this time Song Xuanjian didn’t even keep his daughter: "I want to talk to Mr. Zhao alone."

  Yes, with Zhao Dezhu's status, he is indeed qualified to challenge Song Boss.

  But he is not very interested. He reached out and took his mobile phone: "What are you talking about, you always suspect that I have any attempt to approach Miss Song, so can I use it?"

  Song Xuanjian calmly said: "Talk about the memory chip production line you bought from Sanheyi Co., Ltd."

  Zhao Dezhu shook his heart, Mad!

  (End of this chapter)